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I'm not sure where this came from, it's just here. Anyone else notice that I do Randy/Cody/Ted in a chapter quite a bit? Lol is that bad?
Set after Fatal Four Way when the rookies attacked not only Cena, but Orton and Edge as well.
I own no one involved they all belong to the WWE.
"FUCKING DAMN IT!" growled Randy as he stormed into his hotel room, slamming the door loudly behind him.
The sound of the door slamming echoed throughout the room and through the walls, but Randy didn't care. He placed himself down on the bed carefully, cradling his arm to his stomach so as not to irritate it more.
After the attack from the rookies earlier that evening, Randy found himself aching more than he was before they even showed their ugly faces. He growled softly as he tried to pull his shirt off, groaning loudly as he felt his arm yanked more along his shoulder. He threw the bottom of his shirt down, his body shaking as he waited for the pain to ease. This was going to be a lot harder than he thought.
Meanwhile, Cody sat in his hotel room just on the other side of the wall, his eyes locked on the door that connected his room with Randy's. He had heard Randy shouting few minutes ago, and the slamming of the door, but he wasn't sure if he dared to head over there to see if he was okay. He stood slowly from the bed and walked over to the door, his hand hovering a few inches over the handle.
"Maybe he doesn't want to be bothered," said Cody softly to himself, "But then again, what if he needs help?"
He lifted his head, staring at the door as if he could see through it to Randy. He sighed softly as he slowly wrapped his hand around the handle and pushed the door open, slipping through it to see Randy sitting on the bed, his body still shaking slightly as he opened those piercing blue eyes, staring at Cody.
"Hey Randy," said Cody gently, shutting the door quietly behind him, "Are you okay?"
Randy stared at him silently. Although he was still mad at the situation, he knew he couldn't take his anger out on Cody. He didn't like yelling at Cody, the other man was far too innocent, plus he hated hurting Cody's feelings.
"No, I'm not okay," he said simply, tugging at the bottom of his shirt as he tried once more to pull it off and over his head, but to no avail. "Damn it!"
Cody frowned, slowly walking over to the bed where Randy sat. He paused a few feet from him, looking at the other man quietly before speaking.
"Do you want some help?" he asked softly, reaching a hand forward slightly, watching as Randy locked his cold blue eyes on it. Instead of getting any answer though, Cody felt himself pulled towards Randy by his good hand, Cody's hand falling on Randy's shoulder.
"Just this once," said Randy softly, looking up at Cody with a softened look.
Cody gulped, nodding silently before closing his hand around a clump of the shirt, slowly pulling it off of Randy. He looked down at the shirt now in his hands, fingering the fabric gently before tossing it aside, looking back at Randy.
"What about your pants?" asked Cody, a soft blush caressing his cheeks as he looked into Randy's eyes once more.
Randy was silent before speaking, "I think I can do that," he said softly, standing up. His hand fumbled with the button before giving up, growling impatiently down at his pants as if he thought that he could scare them off.
Cody smiled faintly before stepping up and fumbling with the button himself briefly before undoing it, quickly unzipping Randy's pants before darting backwards, hoping he hadn't done anything wrong. He watched as Randy stepped out of the pants, and then kicked them off to the side.
Once Randy was only in his boxers, he walked over to the bed and yanked down the covers, dropping his body lightly onto the bed. Cody turned and was heading back to his room when he heard Randy call out to him.
"Where are you going?" asked Randy as Cody paused at the door, his hand hovering a few inches above the handle. He turned slowly, looking over at Randy. "Come here Codes."
Cody walked over to the bed slowly, stopping by the edge of it, "Is something wrong Randy?" he asked softly, staring down at the floor.
"No," said Randy simply, scooting slightly from the edge before holding the covers up, and looking up at Cody, "Get in."
Cody raised his head quickly, staring at Randy, wide-eyed. He gulped heavily as he sat down on the edge of the bed, kicking off his shoes before he laid out down next to Randy, squirming slightly as Randy draped the covers over him. He turned to his side, looking at Randy in the semi-darkness of the room.
"Just this once," whispered Randy, using his good hand to pull Cody over to him as he laid on his back, allowing for Cody to rest his head on his chest. He smirked faintly as he ran his fingers lightly through Cody's hair, his eyes falling shut as he drifted off to sleep. Cody smiled faintly to himself, impressed with how close he managed to get with Randy as he closed his own eyes, falling asleep shortly after in the arms of the one man he always felt protected around.